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Intervention

Intervention...
 
I am reminded of the movie Frankie and Alice. I said that I was going to go back and watch that movie. Because Frankie has a personality disorder. Frankie had Alice, Frankie (herself) and Genius to deal with. Frankie was trying to cope with life the best way that she knew how to do so. In her regular self, Frankie was an exotic dancer and did things that comes with that lifestyle. Alice was a person Frankie had tucked away from her past and it was almost like she didn’t exist. Alice was determined to make Frankie pay for what she had done to her at such a young age. Frankie knew the events had taken place but back in that time and even still in her present time, there were many things that were left unsaid. So Frankie accepted her reality but never let the memories go. This was a place she would visit every so often but instead of her prompting the memories the memories would be triggered by a song, vision, an event or person that closely resembled anything in her past. During one of her episodes, Frankie was admitted into a mental institution. In this place she was under the care of a psychiatrist who took interest in her case.
 
During the 1st day she was there, Alice showed up and the Dr. noticed Frankie’s strange behavior and decided to take a closer look. So he began to do a few case studies in order for another personality to appear, and eventually it did. So during this time the Dr. told Frankie that she had to be under care for a longer time. Frankie was under the impression she had to be there when in actuality she was only to be there for 3 days. The Dr. knew there was something going on with Frankie that she was not aware of and he wanted to help her. So through the events of time, he made contact with each personality and eventually he had to tell Frankie what he was doing. Under unforeseen circumstances, Frankie was released and at that time it was up to Frankie to come back to get the help she needed. Frankie then came back and was able to get the help she needed. The Dr. eventually told her that she had a certain personality disorder. In order for her to get thru the vicissitudes of life and escape the harsh realities of being in and out of mental institutions, each personality was going to have to learn to get along. So Frankie had to come to terms and face her past. This was a hard thing to do because not only did it involve her but it also involved her mother, who knew the painful secret she was trying to escape. Genius came into play where she helped Frankie through her difficult times. Genius was innocent but very smart and intelligent. Most of all, Genius loved Frankie and wanted to see her succeed. Later on Frankie was able to accomplish many things in life that if the Dr. had not intervened she would not have been able to accomplish.
The first time I saw this movie I saw it as weird and wicked and walked out in the middle. I went back to watch it a second time because there was something that intrigued me during the first encounter. Honestly I saw myself; maybe not to that extent but never the less I saw similar behavior. I then wondered how many people are suffering with similar issues. We are so well at masking our issues to make them disappear but when the masks come off at night, we have to stare at the person in the mirror whether we like them or not. The late, great Michael Jackson song Man in the Mirror and Beyonce’s Pretty Hurts or TLC Unpretty among others are all great songs that depicts this reality at it’s best. Many advance through life and on the outside things look well. On the other hand if we took a special look inside, things are so jacked up. This is why we see “perfect” families being shot to death by the loving mother or father or even the children. This is why we see those who smile the brightest smiles and have the best lives, short-lived by their own doing. Could it be that they were around so many people, had the life many envy yet still dealing with hateful enemy of their own souls? This enemy would whisper to them, no matter what you do, I’m going to always be with you. You’ll never be able to escape from me. Even at your highest moments I will always find a way to remind you of who you are. I will always find a way to let you know who I am. I will always let you know that there’s no escaping me… Man what a strong force to stand up against.
Just like the Psychiatrist, we have the ultimate Dr. and we call him Jesus. He is our redeemer. He is our way of escape. He is our strong tower. He is our Jehova Nissi. He is our King of kings and Lord of lords. He is our Prince of peace. He is everything that we need and more. This is the reason He came to earth. Not only so that we may the right to live eternally with our heavenly Father. Jesus also knew that in this life we were going to face many things that would try our very souls. The M.O of the enemy was and is and will always be to steal, kill and to destroy Gods people; even those who practice wickedness.
I encourage those to pray, even when we don’t feel it’s working. I encourage those to find a church home, or even a small study group. There is strength in numbers. When one is weak there is another to pull them up. There is no way that we should face life alone and I don’t even believe it should be that way. So often we are tempted to do so for whatever the reason may be. Right now if you saw yourself anywhere in this writing or someone you know of, I just want you to take a moment and pray for God to reveal Himself in your life. My prayer is that no soul, especially those who wants to come out, be left behind. Father just like the woman at the well, help us to drop our water pots. Help us to take a drink from your living waters that we may not thirst for other things again. We know that every day we wake up we are in a battle, so Lord help us to stick to your side and gather with other likeminded brothers and sisters in Christ. We are not in this thing alone. Amen.

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  1. Thank you all for taking time the time to read. As always to you and yours be blessed.

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  2. Thank you. I'm glad I took the chance to watch the movie again in its entirety. It was really inspiring.

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